The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-10-08

moved toward me at my need. withoN
any visible human agency.
Books were brought within my reach.
Flowers were plucked. from the vines
without the door. A glass Of my wine
was poured out and set before me, and
after all these little offices came soft
caresses. A kiss, touch Of hand
upon my check. The most loving and
tender being was this sprite, and |
Ionged to see IL with longing in
describable. was no longer unhappy.
grew almost gay. still drove my
servant away. but, it was that this un-
seen being might manifest itself to me.
You, my dear friend, remember,
use to congratulate me on my recover
ed spirits. ] never told you the cause.
dreaded that revelation of the truth
might drive my spirit love forever from
my side.
have told you all that there is to
tell, / think. After all, when one
comes to write it down 1t is not so
much. sum it up in these few words
Whenever l was alone this unseen form
was beside me. At night felt a
womans cheek against my own; by
day there was loving, ministering
creature at my side. prayed for an
audible word, for one glimpse of this
fond being, over and over again, but |
heard and saw nothing. The longing
within me grew intense. pleaded with
heaven for more than had been given
me. At last my prayer was answered.
My own hand was seized as sat at my
writing-table. Great irregular char
acters were dashed across the paper.
They read thus:
you ask for what would give you
pain. Let matters remain as they are.
One is near you who loves you so that
her spirit has won its way earthward
TO minister unto you.
wrote beneath these lines: "Let NE
see her."
And then this was written: "You
shall have your way. Tonight you
shall see her."
How waited for to-nights comingI
How eagerly my eyes sought to pierce
the shadows of the gathering twilight!
sent my servant away upon an erraDd
which must detain him for hours, and
| forbade him to light lamp.
AS the shadows thickened | grew
more and more wrestless. Had beef
deceived Would my wish actually be
gratiiied ? Where were the hands that
were usually lowering about me ?
What was this feeling of loneliness and
desolation My eyes wand cred from
spot to spot. They saw nothing. The
room grew dark. 1t was m confess
night, and only the pale stars looked in
between my window curtains Still l
watched, growing hopeless, fearing
that / had driven my ministering spirit
from me; but at last-at last, as | sat
staring into vacancy, light m ore
brilliant than the starlight filled the
room. AS it grew low, soft breath
Ing like that of mufiled drum fell
upon my ear, and slowly amid the
soft, hazy radiance. picture began to
grow-a female figure lying prone,
with its hands upon its breast and
wreath of hair falling about it like
veil. At first mere outline, at last
vivid in every form and tint-a dead
woman with eyes half open, and pale
lips apart-a beautiful, awful thing
Airline, as / had seen her last in the
awful silence of the morgue.
My friend, the time is coming fast
when l also shall pass into that world
she has so long inhabited. Shall meet
her there am not worthy, and !
know it well, but if parted human
soul, the soul of weak and rash wom-
am like Airline, can thus forgive, what
may we not hope from an august Crea-
tori / await the hour; that sweet
spirit comes no more to me. The bonds
of life are breaking. Beyond the dark
ness faint light is shining, and it may
be that her hands shall clasp mine
somewhere beyond the reach of sin and
sorrow.
Adieu, my friend. Whether thou
believest me mad or not, thou shalt
know my story. Thine,
ADoLPH LIE MAR.